#dom!derek

[softdomstiles]

The fic that started this whole mess...

Give me soft dom stiles, daddy derek and subby af isaac any day

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[mojoflower]

Snippet from the upcoming chapter of Do Not Go Gentle

With Stiles so pleasantly yielding under his hands, Derek can lift and guide him however he needs to access his wounds, and the gingery scent of the boy, lacing through pain and fear, mingles with the flavor of his blood, until Derek has unwittingly formed a sense-memory, as though he’ll now have receptors keyed specifically to Stiles:  olfactory, gustatory; the sound of his rabbiting heart and the sight of clear eyes and dotted skin; the feel of him under Derek’s lips and tongue... in addition to wilder, deeper senses that he can’t quite name.

Stiles warms up as Derek works over him, goes heavy and slack against his chest and shoulder.  He begins to smell coolly of contentment and, as Derek licks and sucks, tantalizingly /ripe.  Derek drops his arm and breathes deeply, mouth parted to enhance the piquant aroma of a well-tended sub.

To be posted on Monday.   Do Not Go Gentle.

[gayestblogthesite]

Moreidannah BSDM Universe:

Okay, so, a fic where Derek Morgan met Savannah before Spencer even started at the BAU, and they were married in less than a year. Both of them are Dom(me)s and there has been a little talk about introducing a sub into their life (maybe a little or a pet,) but overall they’re both still in the honeymoon phase and aren’t really thinking too hard on it.

Then sweet, unclassified sub (a sub who does not identify as any particular type of submissive, but can dynamically fall into any category) comes to the BAU.

Derek is horrified to learn that he’s fallen for him right away. He’s not horrified because Spencer is a boy, or even because Derek’s never actually had a relationship with a sub before, but it might have something to do with the fact that he just got married, and is having a slight issue with not wanting to hurt her.

Of course, all his carefully thought out plans at not doing anything fall completely apart when Savannah meets Spencer too, and delivers the unsettling news, that she too, wants to fuck him into a bed with her favorite strap on. Of course, Derek could get behind that. Or on top, or maybe even just to the side to watch, holy hell he could get all over that.

So, the newly weds set out to woo the pants off that boy. (And shirt, and undies. Don’t forget those.)

And the three of them enter the cutest, healthy poly relationship ever, and they are all in love, and everyone is happy, and they’re all happy, and nothing bad ever happens ever.

[pale-silver-comb]

Emma what about Derek only finding out he's a sub after he gets with Stiles? He's been into the scene for a few years and he's a pretty good dom honestly, he's never had a complaint, and Stiles- who has read up on BDSM enough to know more than some people who are actually part of the community at this point- is new to it and letting Derek sub-train him because he's the most switchy, versatile person and if this is Derek's preference he can 100% roll with that, but then one day he's being (1/?)

a brat just because he can and he's teasing Derek and just goes "Well maybe I want you on YOUR knees for once ever think about that baby?" and it just hits them both at the same time that ... oh... that.. that does so much more than either of them anticipated.. and it isn't like they've switched 100%, Derek certainly doms from time to time, but just.. they have so found their niche with this it's shocking just how GOOD it is at times and even more shocking is how eagerly Derek wants to learn how much he wants to please Stiles and that alone makes Stiles the happiest dom on earth, in fact the only hard part of sub-training Derek is getting him to be good to himself, for Stiles he's always a perfect, good boy, but to himself? .. Not so much, they work on it though and things get better because of course they do, because Stiles wouldn't let anything less happen <3 

Does this means what I think it means?

Blow jobs whenever Derek lets himself watch his favourite movie?

Rimming when Derek opens up to Stiles and doesn’t apologise for it? 

Slow, thorough fucking complete with marshmallows and blankets when Derek manages to ask for something it’s hard for him to ask for? 

[mojoflower]

Excerpt from Do Not Go Gentle Ch. 4

Sub!Stiles is functionally mute and badly used when Derek (Dom and Alpha) is thrown into a cell with him.  They’ve never met before, but Stiles sees their captors torture him into beta-shift the next day.

Before Stiles can censor his movements, he's reached forward to put his hand on the frankly riveting pectoral in front of him.  It is as hot and as hard as he'd thought, and he slides his hand down in a fractional caress before pointing deliberately to a spot where a knife had been sunk the day before, he is sure of it.

Actually, he remembers more than he thought, and slowly traces across the unblemished skin before him as his memory paints it in lines of red.  He looks up at the man and cocks a questioning eyebrow at him, poking a couple of times with his index finger at places where definite wounds should be.

“Derek,” the man responds.  Stiles stares at him blankly.  The man taps his own chest.  “I'm Derek,” he says more slowly.  He then taps Stiles.  “And you're Stiles, right?”

Stiles rolls his eyes and quickly nods.  Yes, yes, ‘me Stiles, you Derek’.  Duh.  What about the super healing, dude?  He thumps the man hard on the sternum to make him focus and then redraws his lines, asking the question with his expression again, using both eyebrows this time for emphasis.  Derek looks down and rubs his hand across his chest as if erasing Stiles' marks.  “It's nothing,” he mutters.

Stiles pouts and shakes his head emphatically.  He reaches forward with both hands and rubs his thumbs across Derek's heavy eyebrows, tracing a path down from each ear to indicate the hairy sideburns from the day before.  He points at his eyes and fearlessly (and stupidly) actually sticks his fingers in the man's mouth to lift his lip, demonstrating flat human teeth.  Amazingly, Derek sits still and lets him do it.  Stiles sits back, pulling one hand away but leaving the other on Derek's shoulder (and not just because it is so pleasingly solid and rounded with muscle, not at all.)  He purses his lips and glares a bit.  What ARE you dude?

Derek looks uncomfortably around the cell, and then spends a moment with an unfocused expression, almost as if he's listening to what is happening elsewhere in the house.  It seems to satisfy him, because he sighs briefly as his focus returns to Stiles.  “I'm a werewolf,” he says abruptly, and then seems to hold himself very still, as if in fear of judgment.